"Mr. Han Zhun, what do you think of Mo Binglun's arrest for taking drugs? Did you know about Mo Binglun's forcing Qu Rou to take drugs? A female reporter finally broke out of the encirclement and squeezed in front of Han Zhun with an absolute advantage, and she threw out two questions very quickly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before Han Zhun could answer, another male reporter aimed at the gap and drilled to the front, he stopped Han Zhun and asked in a sharp voice: "As Qu Rou's ex-boyfriend, how do you feel when you see this news?" Did you call her to comfort her? Rate it. ”

Han Zhun smiled helplessly: "I just learned about the content of the news just after everyone else, and I have nothing else to say." I'm sorry, I still have a job on my body, so it's inconvenient to talk for too long, so please let me pass it. ”

"Han Zhun, when you participated in the reality show with Mo Binglun before, did you find out that he was taking drugs? It is rumored that you have a good relationship, so have you been invited to his house to participate in the party? With her slender figure, the female reporter once again managed to squeeze into the innermost layer of the encirclement. Even slimmer than her figure was the speed at which she spoke, and Han Zhun was a little incredulous why she was able to say so many words clearly in just a few seconds? He waved his hand to indicate that he did not want to be interviewed.

Soon, the security guards of the community also arrived, and they began to clear the scene, politely asking the reporters not to disturb the residents of the community anymore. Han Zhun took advantage of their pulling, quickly quickened his pace, bowed his head and walked out of the encirclement.

"Han Zhun, respond, Han Zhun, Han Zhun ......" The reporter who was stopped was unwilling, and he was still fighting for something in the end.

Han Zhun rubbed his temples, the headache in the morning seemed to be worse at the moment, compared to this, I am afraid that after such a trouble, everyone knows that he Han Zhun lives in this community. Thinking of the series of things that might happen later, Han Zhun felt physically and mentally exhausted.

He looked down at his watch, and it was barely 8 o'clock. Alas, how could this unanticipated day just begin?

Han Zhun originally thought that he would be the first person to return to the company, but as soon as he opened the door of the office, he found that the company counted 7 people, including him, all of them sitting there neatly.

"Everybody...... It's so early. Han Zhun was taken aback by this battle, it would be forgivable to say that a few people from the office came early, but why did even the driver come over early in the morning to sit in the office?

"Ouch, Boss Han is early," Huo Xieyang saw Han Zhun coming in, and hurriedly waved at him, and after Han Zhun approached, he whispered in his ear: "Don't guess, it must be Yiyi who called you back, right?" She received a call in the middle of the night, saying that the police were coming to you and recording a confession with the relevant personnel, so she called the whole company early in the morning, amazing, right? ”

Han Zhun nodded, Xie Yiyi's resolute personality is indeed powerful. If the company doesn't have a person like Xie Yiyi, I'm afraid it won't be able to control people. When he thought about it, he didn't complain in his heart, but was only full of gratitude.

Sure enough, not long after Han Zhun arrived at the office, two policemen came to visit, saying that they wanted to find an insider to understand the situation. Xie Yiyi, who had been prepared, brought them into the conference room, and ordered the front desk to pour a few cups of tea, and finally let everyone work as usual, leaving only Han Zhun and the two policemen in the conference room.

To Han Zhun's surprise, the recording of the confession went very quickly and smoothly, and the police, unlike the reporter, were very polite from beginning to end and did not ask him any sharp questions. They only inquired about drug use, and as for the rest, they probably didn't have the time or interest to gossip. In this way, Han Zhun relaxed a lot, and the degree of cooperation became higher.

Soon, the recording of Han Zhun's confession was over, he walked out of the conference room, and called Xie Yiyi and Huo Xieyang in according to the police's request. Probably because they are both from a dance troupe, so the police also want to learn from them and go through the process.

At this point, Han Zhun is willing to believe that this time, Qu Rou is really true to what she said, and she is not playing any word games, and the video she has not made public is true. It seems that she has indeed suffered a lot from Mo Binglun, and when she thinks that Qu Rou has experienced so much at such a young age, Han Zhun can't help but feel a little uncomfortable for her. But once he remembered that Qu Rou had made up facts to push herself to the forefront in order to become popular, Han Zhun really couldn't sympathize with her. This kind of contradictory and complicated emotions could not be dissipated in his heart for a long time. In just a few minutes, Han Zhun thought of a lot of things. He can still clearly remember the first time he saw Qu Rou, she was wearing a red dance dress, her eyebrows were flying, and she said to him with a smile: "Hello Brother Han, my name is Qu Rou." ”

How long ago was that? Now they are already strangers, even if they work together, they won't say a word, and Qu Rou will never call him Brother Han again. But if you think about it, it's only been more than a year, how can everything change so dramatically?

Han Zhun sighed deeply and couldn't help laughing at himself: "Alas, I'm really old, only old people love memories so much." ”

It's just that when he thinks of the phrase "memory", the first thing that comes to his mind is that delicate and clear face.

Han Zhun closed his eyes, and the pain in his head deepened again, making him frown involuntarily. The unreal feeling in his heart poured over him again, making him almost unable to breathe. He walked out of the office as if he were running away, not wanting anyone to peep into his embarrassment at the moment.

Han Zhun took out his mobile phone, but his brain was blank, and his fingers seemed to be uncontrollable, opening the phone book and pressing the name.

Zhao Shuangwei.

In this world, she is Li Zhijun's favorite person and his closest person. And the pain and torture of losing Li Zhijun, except for Zhao Shuangwei, no one can really understand it. Every time he took care of Zhao Shuangwei, he would feel a sense of atonement in his heart, and as time went by, Han Zhun gradually began to lose his ability to tell whether he was taking care of Zhao Shuangwei or using Zhao Shuangwei to comfort himself. He only knew that at this moment, only she was his lifesaver, and Han Zhun was like finding a life-saving straw, holding on to it firmly and not allowing her to leave.

"Hey, Weiwei? Are you free for these two days? Yes, if you still want to see his stuff, you can go straight to his house. What the? You say you have something for me? About Li Zhijun? Okay, I see, I'll call you after today's announcement. ”

Han Zhun hung up the phone and let out a long sigh of relief, only to feel extremely relieved.

Only in this way can he keep telling himself: Look, the connection between me and my brother has never been severed. (To be continued.) )